Cutting it Short

I finally convinced Barbara to cut my hair, really cut my hair. It's now out of my face and off my neck and I feel about twelve pounds lighter. Yes! (Insert Dance of the Hairless Middle-Aged Women here).

I'll fix the icon to reflect the new, hairless me later. In the meantime, a blast from the past.


And now -- ta-da! -- off to tink with the LU website.

Webpage, with Strawberries

I am embarrassed to say that the Welcome to Liad page still informed the connected universe that the number of existing books was...seven, among other inaccuracies. Eh. Somebody oughta fire the webmaster.

Oh. Wait....

So, anyway, a quick-n-dirty update has been done. Number of books now correctly pegged at ten; title of the newest book brought up to the more-or-less present; list of appearances ditto; general tidying up done. Much better.

kinzel having thoughtfully provided strawberries, we had them for a snack (MMMMMMmmmmmmmmm), and now I have nothing to do but --

Write my pages.

Right.

I'm gone.